Epilogue Part.1
Romeo N Juliet“Are we there yet?” wailed the youngest among the five children, he stared at his parents pleadingly through the review mirror. They both shook their heads apologetically but his mother carved a wide smile, replied softly, “We’ll be there soon, Jinwoon. Just another two more hours.”
“Two more hours!” Jinwoon exclaimed, his eyes widened with shock. His brother, a year older, glowered at him which Jinwoon chose to ignore. Kyung Jin nudged the younger boy to keep quiet. However it was not enough to deter him from continuing to whinge.
He was about to whine even further when his brothers’ voices drown out his, with their happy, deliberately loud chatter over the latest Transformer movie, except Yoo Ji, the second oldest son, who chose to insert his comments when he was required to. All three threw him a hushing glare at the younger boy, who sulked at the sight of this and buried his head under his newest picture book.
“Let me drive,” she said, thirty minutes later, casting her glance at the lush green scenery. Their only daughter stirred quietly in her arms, as she her short thick hair gently. While the boys, including Jinwoon, huddled closer to each other, fast asleep.
Her husband only huffed. “No. I’m driving.” She shot him a dirty look; he saw it and argued, “Men are the better drivers. It is proven by statistics.”
“What statistics? Liar. You got us lost twice in our last trip, remember?” she shot, fuming with anger. “Only because you read the map wrongly. I told you that we should have taken the first turn to the left, not the second,” he protested.
“Whatever, you idiot.”
Then, the coast fell quiet. They drove in silence for what it seemed like an eternity, with only the music accompanying them. She shifted the little girl into a better position, careful not to wake her up. She said, “Are you sure you can drive? Shouldn’t you be tired by now?”
He just carved a loop-side grin at her, before staring back at the road ahead. “I’m famous rock star, Jin Yoo Jin. Of course I should be fine.”
“That reason is totally unrelated to our argument, dumbo. What does being a rock star have to do with you being not tired?” she questioned his logics.
“Nothing. It sounded much cooler in my head. Saying it, doesn’t sound right. Beside, your highness should not be taking the wheel now, seeing how my little princess is fast asleep in her arms,” he teased. She turned away from him, facing the windows, putting on a smile.
Just then, a familiar, enticing, smoothing melody blared through out the car. It was very proverbial. The acoustic beats, the sounds of a saxophone accompanying the beats, a slow but steady beat of the piano and the low range of the singer’s pitch. It was at the tip of her tongue. The song’s title. But she, for the life of her, just could not remember the singer nor the name of the song. Anyway, both humming to the song as he continued to drive and she, watching the greenery scenes. Then she heard him singing,
Give it up, give it up.
Can’t you see the light?
Give it up, give it up.
There is no one here.
There is our only way.
Can’t you see the light in me?
Without realising, she was singing along and joined him in the chorus before singing out a line that once belonged to her, during their Super Idol audition days. Their voices melt into a perfect harmony. He smiled to himself at the sight of this.
Romeo N Juliet. Clazziquai.
She can’t put a name to it but as soon as her ears picked up on the tune, there was this feeling materialising out of the blue. It was as if her life with him started to flash just right before her eyes. She felt a little ridiculous, seeing how there was no calamity threatening her well-being. But there it was, rolling and playing in front of her eyes, was a movie of the evolution of their relationships, induced by some sort of hallucinations.
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